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[acemedium]

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(This post can be used for game continuations or one-on-one meetings! It can also be used as a general 'call me out' post for Maya. Please specify in the title if it's an ingame thread or not, and if not, which canon point/RP version you'd like! Feel free to write a scenario for the latter, or let me know what kind of thread you're looking for and I'll set up a scenario for you)

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[perfidia]

[ Hey cousin, what's up.

Who am I kidding, YOU CAN START THIS. ]

I'M NOT LATE YOU'RE LATE

[acemedium]

[Maya's dragged Dahlia off to a carnival. It's the perfect plan, the perfect way to get her to loosen up and have some fun! Dahlia's a nice lady, as far as Maya's concerned, but she's so shy and quiet she really could stand to lighten up a little.]

[So, first step, cotton candy, of course! She generously gets one for each of them (with the money she'd managed to get from Phoenix, earlier), and hands Dahlia's over]

Step one of the Master Plan is complete! We've got snacks.

LATE LIKE A... ELEPHANT NOT IN THE ROOM YET

[perfidia]

[ Ew. It’s pink and fluffy. Dahlia is already filled with loathing for whatever strange food Maya is forcing on her. This, of course, isn’t remotely indicated externally. She accepts the offering gratefully, a faint blush high up on her ears and leaving hectic slashes under her eyes to match. ]

Thank you. That’s very sweet of you, Maya.

[ She allows herself a taste, delicately curling some of the candy around her finger before sucking it off in a quick gesture.

It’s about as disgusting as she imagined. ]

What’s step two?

[ Does it involve murder? Every good “Master Plan” should involve murder. …get it? :D ]

I'm an elephant on vacation, okay

[acemedium]

Oh! Sweet like cotton candy, I get it. [Yeah, that's... definitely what she was going for. It seems like Dahlia's starting to perk up a bit, so things are going well in Maya's mind!]

[Sadly, Maya's plans do not involve murder. Not even her... "Master Plans." But that just means Dahlia has to be creative] You should finish it, though. [Before she takes it on herself to finish the cotton candy. As for step two....]

Now, we've got to scope out the rides.

And your trunk is super sexy

[perfidia]

[ Ordinarily, Dahlia wouldn’t mind rides. She quite likes the thrill of the more exciting ones. Nothing may ever top the heady sensation of her jump into the river years ago, but roller coasters come close - they’re much like her games, even if they lack any of the beautiful danger.

Maya having a good idea makes her want to grit her teeth.

And, besides, this Dahlia is the type of woman who cowers at frightening things, who grips her date’s hand and trembles demurely. ]

How about the apples?

[ She points then to a grounded ride, one for children. Spinning apples in a rotating carousel, taking several turns on their enclosed pike. ]

That could be fun.

[ smile smile ]

of course it is. PEANUTS?

[acemedium]

[That's something these Feys have in common. The love of rollercoasters and the thrill of rides. So naturally, when Dahlia points at the apple ride, she makes a face]

Really? That one? That's for little kids!

[She says, as if amusement parks weren't all pretty much for kids!!! But if Dahlia really wanted, she couldn't say no. Maybe they could work up their way to better rides...]

[But she makes one last attempt at PERSUASION:]

Doncha want something a little more cool? I bet that's the kind of ride Nick would like....

If by peanuts you mean doughnuts, then yes.

[perfidia]

—Feenie? Really?

[ Looking well like a woman besotted (and, inwardly, trying not to gag), Dahlia parts her lips thoughtfully. Well, if Maya is dead set on using persuasive methods that is necessary for her to buy to maintain the masquerade, then - why not? ]

He is very mild, isn’t he?

[ With a kind, conspiratorial smile, like it’s a shared joke between them. And then, adding, ]

Alright, Maya. What sort of ride would you like to try?

it's been 84 years

[feytality]

[alright, hold the phone. Maya just has to stop for a minute to appreciate that nickname.]

--Feenie? [And she's startled giggling] Is that your little nickname for him?

[because he's never going to live this down, ever.]

Um, um! What about one of the big rollercoasters...?

[Her eyes flicker to the big attractions, with, presumably, even bigger lines.]

[perfidia]

[ The lines are quite long - Dahlia eyes them, her unhappiness well and truly hidden under a veil of docile cheer - but she has ways of talking people out of their spots. Growing up beautiful is incredibly easy in some ways. Even for small things, unimportant things, she's never hesitated to utilise it.

Still, for Maya, and for Maya's image of her, it's important that Dahlia put on a show. ]

Um, I don't know...

[ She bites down on her lip, looking uncertain. ]

[inert]

[ IN SOME CRAZY ALTERNATE UNIVERSE THAT'LL NEVER HAPPEN WHERE THIS GUY GETS DUMPED IN SOME CASTLE AGAIN --

there is a rapping a-tapping at her dorm door. ]

Yoooo. Little pig, little pig, lemme in!

[acemedium]

[Rude!!!]

[You can practically see her puffing her cheeks from behind the door]

What's the big idea, Floppy?

[inert]

Man, almost sounds like you're not happy to see me!

[acemedium]

Not if you're going to be a jerk about it!

[But she opens the door, cheeks puffed, glaring up at him]

Where've you been?!

[inert]

Huh!





I dunno.

I'M NOT LATE YOU'RE LATE

[acemedium]

What kind of answer is that, Floppy?!

[prosecutory]

[The most recent issue of the Steel Samurai comic is out! That's the real reason why Edgeworth is in this big ol' bookstore. But he's trying to cover up that reason by casually strolling through aisle after aisle of books with feigned, detached interest. As if he's just around to look without any definite plans to purchase anything.

Still pretending to generally browse without actually letting anything catch his attention, he wanders into the comics section when he's certain no one is looking, slowing his steps down, glancing from the corner of his eye to see if there's - ah, there it is! Now he just has to come back another day to buy it when he's disguised, or perhaps have it reserved...]

[acemedium]

[Edgeworth isn't the only one sniffing around for a big scoop of delicious Steel Samurai flavor.]

[A comic of delicious Steel Samurai flavor, to be exact. Just as Edgeworth is immersed in his perusing, the tell-tale topknot wafts through the sea of comics - right up until she gets a glimpse of him.]

[She almost has to double-take. Miles Edgeworth, in a comic book store? Looking at Steel Samurai merchandise, on top of that? Wow. Nick would have a fit.]

[It's not like Edgeworth has any adorable teenage girl friends to make sure his crusty old self appreciates the finer things in life, right?]

[So he must be... a fan. Time to be subtle. Time to sneakily slither over to him and--]

Hey, Mr. Edgeworth!

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth is so startled that if he had been any more startled, he would have jumped several feet into the air. He never noticed the topknot because he had been so intent on looking at the new comic on display and figuring out his plan of action so he doesn't get busted.

So when he hears a familiar voice, he whips around and hurriedly takes a few steps away from the display as if continuing onward.]

M-Maya - ! [Then he stops, clearing his throat and adjusting his cravat, his attempt at nonchalance.] Ah...hello... [HE COULD SAY GOODBYE RIGHT NOW but it would be rude to ditch her at this moment. So, casual nonchalance it is!]

[acemedium]

[Clearly her plan of sneakiness had paid off!! She caught him, red-handed, staring at those Steel Samurai comics.]

[A slow smile spreads across her face as she watches him fluster, looking in between the comic and him. The comic, and him.]

[He's doomed]

Fancy seeing you here, Mr. Edgeworth! Are you looking at the new issue? I've been dying to read it...

[Oh, yes, she can definitely swing this in her favor. ALL ACCORDING TO PLAN]

[prosecutory]

[No you didn't!!!

Edgeworth pretends to regard the next display of books...which happens to be showing off novelizations of comic and TV series. So he looks away from those as well and focuses on Maya, brain working overtime to concoct an escape plan and a plan that will keep Maya's mouth shut. She's not dim-witted, after all. He tries to regain his composure, but that's a slow process considering he's still within the vicinity of the comic books.]

Er...n-no, I was just...trying to find new reading material...

[And you thought to look in the shelves full of comics? That's what the most rational part of his brain points out mockingly.]

And s-somehow...stumbled into this area.

[feytality]

[it's too late. She siddles up to him, cutting off his avenue of escape, and her smile is growing by the second.]

Really? It was in your hand and everything!

[she gets up on her tiptoes and attempts to whisper in his ear (nice try, Maya):] You know.... Nick's around here somewhere... I was going to ask him to buy this for me, but....

[is this blackmail?]

[it's possible.]

[prosecutory]

[No, Maya. Your smile should not be growing by the second, you should be letting him through. But he stands his ground; flight is evidence of guilt.

At least Edgeworth can't help but lean down so Maya has an easier time whispering into his ear. It was almost a reflex gesture. (They probably whisper about Phoenix sometimes.) Upon hearing what she has to say, however, he takes a step back.

This is blackmail, isn't it. ISN'T IT?]

...Wright is here too? [The words tumble out of his mouth before he could stop himself. Quickly, he straightens up and folds his arms across his chest casually. As casually as he could make that sort of action look, anyway.] Hmph. I hope he's updating his library of law books instead of looking for comic books. [Like you were just moments ago, Edgeworth?]